Yeah, he's dirty, but he's been playing all day. Some forget that play is the work of childhood. I think he had more of a childhood than some of our overaccessorized, overscheduled princes and princeeses. Hope he had a good life.

As an old-timer, I remember when kids were allowed to get filthy dirty, went shirtless in July without being slathered with a thick coat of $10 an oz. sunscreen, AND insect repellent, did not wear helmets for anything, ate sugar, played in the street every day, used our own ice cold garden hose water instead of going to spray parks, played with insects and caterpillars, stray turtles, you name it, and yet lots of us are still here. I'm not advocating child neglect or abuse, but sometimes we seem paranoid and I wonder if Obsessive Compulsive Disorder was recognized then, when being a kid was so carefree.